she breathes to make you believe shes okay,
inside shes bleeding,
looking for answers in you,
you make her feel theres purpose,
your making her stay here.

why was she born ?
why is she here ?
for you.
its why shes stopped slitting herself.
its you.
your making the scars fade.

none of it matters anymore.
because shes gone.
shes lost herself in you.